Sou!

I don't know how long it has been, the mushroom cloud that was bound by Ming Xiaoyang poured on the sky and turned into a thick dark cloud.

At this time, a fresh breeze blew across the sky, blowing on everyone's clothes.

Suddenly, except for Ming Xiaoyang, the rest of the people, regardless of their status and cultivation level, couldn't help but chill.

It's a little cold!

Swish!

Ming Xiaoyang Shi Ran put down his palm, and a golden wave shot out from the center of his eyebrows, as if incarnated as his only confidant, Erlang God, and opened his third eye.

Whoa!

The golden waves fell on the 300,000 soldiers and demon gods below, and they had reached the cultivation of Taiyi Golden Immortal, penetrating everything.

In the blink of an eye, after hundreds of years of improvement by the Gong Loser led by the Gong Loss Wing, all the almost perfect 300,000 soldiers and demon gods all came into Ming Xiaoyang's eyes.

The internal structure, the center of the manipulation of the Demon God, and the technology used to control each joint of the Demon God.

Tianxin moved slightly, and all the secrets about the Soldier Demon God were deduced.

Now, if Ming Xiaoyang is not too troublesome, he can create a few soldiers and demon gods at any time, and they will be even more powerful.

Whew!

The core of the 300,000 soldiers and demon gods was branded by Ming Xiaoyang and became something that belonged to him.

In an instant, the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and demon gods who had been standing still all moved, letting out a loud howl.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The four soldiers and demon gods who were improved in different directions knelt on the ground, and their faces cast in copper and iron were squeezed out with excited and fanatical expressions.

As if these lifeless puppets were also willing to surrender and fall at the feet of Ming Xiaoyang.

The 300,000 soldiers and demon gods are completely controlled by Ming Xiaoyang. From now on, unless someone can remove the imprint imposed by a Taiyi Golden Immortal, and then transform it into their own divine consciousness.

Otherwise, don't want to control these 300,000 soldiers and demon gods!

"Winglet." After doing all this, Ming Xiaoyang returned to his usual frivolity and called for Gong Yiyi, who had been by his side since he was a teenager.

"Your Majesty." Gong Yi was one of the first people to follow Ming Xiaoyang, and asked himself if he knew this master.

But what happened just now told him that his so-called understanding was only a little scratch of the surface.

Smash the giant mountain with one palm, and control the demon god with one eye!

How terrifying!

"Everything that needs to be done is done, now it's time to get down to business!"

"Your Majesty, please!" Gong Yiyi asked respectfully.

Syllable!

Ming Xiaoyang hated that iron could not be made of steel, and he reminded him weakly: "It's a shame that you are still one of the people who have followed me the longest, why don't you even know this thing." ”

"These 300,000 soldiers and demon gods have been transformed into the Demon God Legion by me, who should be responsible? Could it be that you don't do your own job in the Ministry of Industry, and then change your career to do this in the future? ”

Although this terrifying army has been manipulated by Ming Xiaoyang with his divine sense, how can he be a dignified emperor, how can he condescend to his dignity and command it personally.

It is enough for Ming Xiaoyang to hold the supreme control of the Demon God Legion, and on weekdays, this army also needs to find someone else to control it.

Even if Great Qin rules the world, in a short period of time, it will not be able to completely suppress everything, and this army is needed.

When you have this world completely in the palm of your hand, it should be almost time!

"This?" Everything that has just happened is beyond the arrangement of the public wing. Originally, I also planned to show the power of these 300,000 soldiers and demon gods.

But in front of Ming Xiaoyang's earth-shattering palm, the power of the Soldier Demon God should not be taken out to be embarrassing.

The 300,000 soldiers of the Demon God turned into a Demon God Army, which completely disrupted the deployment of the Gongyi Wing, and he didn't know what to think.

Hearing Ming Xiaoyang say this, Gong Yiyi couldn't help but be stunned.

"That's it!" Ming Xiaoyang was stunned when he saw Gong Yiyi stunned, and said in distress, "The Demon God Legion has just been established, and it is a little impatient to discuss this issue now." ”

"Give the order to go down and go back to the palace! About the Demon God Legion, it's not too late to discuss it later! ”

"Your Majesty is wise!"

The civil and military sides, who have always looked at each other unpleasantly, sang in unison.

Looking at each other, looking at each other's gaze, once again full of gunpowder smell!

This Demon God Legion must not fall into the hands of these sour/reckless people! This is a decision made jointly by both the civil and military sides at this moment!

………………

After more than a year, the soldier demon god was completed, and was named by Ming Xiaoyang himself and given the name of the demon god legion. For some time afterward, both the military and the government wanted to grasp this army in their hands.

The military recommended Fan Xu, and Wenchen's side recommended Li Zuoche!

In the end, Ming Xiaoyang came to a compromise and designated Cao Shen as the commander of the Demon God Legion and was in charge of this terrifying war machine.

Cao Shen also charged into battle in the past, and only after the world was peaceful did he take off his armor and enter the political arena.

For him to serve as the commander of the 300,000 soldiers and demon gods, it is a good result for both the civil and military sides.

Anyway, the 300,000 soldiers and demon gods do not need Cao Shen to be responsible for it personally, and every day, there are naturally people from the public loser and the Mo family to maintain it.

As long as the Soldier Demon God is not lost or damaged, then you can rest assured.

In the future, Ming Xiaoyang will either enjoy his free life, play with dozens of concubines, or deal with affairs large and small in various places.

In order to be better lazy, he even condensed an incarnation of faith again to handle government affairs for him, and he enjoyed peace himself.

fell into the eyes of the women, and naturally got a lot of ridicule, accusing him of being the same person, but oppressing his own incarnation.

In this world, there is no one lazier than him!

In this regard, Ming Xiaoyang didn't care at all. In a life as plain as water, there is happiness that others cannot understand.

Among them, it is not without waves.

In the fifth year of Ming Xiaoyang's return, a group of rebellious remnants of the Taoist sect infiltrated the palace and assassinated Ming Xiaoyang.

These people are all the disciples and grandchildren of Xiaoyaozi in the past, and to this day, they have not given up the delusion of overthrowing the empire.

Among them, there was even a monk who had cultivated to become a true immortal, and he killed all the way to the depths of the palace.

Helpless, this point of cultivation is really not enough to see!

Ming Xiaoyang has not yet appeared, gathering the aura of heaven and earth and turning into an overwhelming big hand, which has already pinched these people to death like an ant!

Spread the word, and countless people laughed at the audacity of these assassins and their lack of knowing whether to live or die!

In the happy time, Ming Xiaoyang continued to understand his own way of leisure, and his self-cultivation continued to increase in these leisurely days.

After becoming the master of this world, as the master of the world becomes stronger, this world is also rising.

From the edge of the heavens and all the worlds, it floats to the very center.

Naturally, the aura of heaven and earth that can be received is also becoming more and more intense, coupled with Ming Xiaoyang's hundreds of years of spreading advanced cultivation methods, relying on the power of the entire empire, spreading martial arts and culture, opening up the wisdom of the people, and enhancing the national strength.

In the twenty-first year, a 500-year-old python crossed the catastrophe and turned into a dragon. In the deep mountains and old forests, there are always legends of auspicious appearances!